Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

was fuming, he did not say a word

Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your

in disbelief. He gazed at her, somewhat hurt.

of it as grounding. It’s your punishment for speaking so rudely

Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on active duty to surround this villa? I don’t want even an

decisively.

You have my permission to beat him up if

Cedrick suppressed his laughter. If it came to that, she would still be the one feeling

am now the head of the family, and everybody must obey me with no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the ancestral hall and I will have you tried according

snorted. “You think I’m scared of a

piss me off, I will have you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed.

refused to say another

her arm around Cedrick’s,

around and said, “Call me when you’ve calmed down and thought things

where he stood, Treyton watched as she and Cedrick

the car did

footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had rehearsed it and

but preferred to strike first instead. Forced back into his villa,

securely inside his house did

up early the following morning at her office

had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms, they would exchange a greeting

her secretary

following two days

department arrived with

her attention off

the two figures

the manager had an imposing poise and a handsome face. He had a presence that could not be

did not so much

the secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate is very

response, engrossed in typing. She did not

made one week in advance with the exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come

nodded. “Understood,